“My father said that a silent person is trying to hide something.”
“Every Autumn now my thoughts return to snow. Snow is something I identify myself with. Like my father, I am a snow person.”
“I think every creature near enough to hear that just pooped" Oberon said, "And then it went into hiding. Hunting tip number one:Stay Silent.”
“And so...we prayed. And I added a silent prayer of my own, giving God thanks for the blessing of my father.”
“In the evening when the light is dim, I hide in bed and collect the silhouettes of reasoning which silently run across my limbs.”
“Your father, madam, was fully cremated. I made absolutely certain.” Alexia swallowed silently and then said fervently, “Thank you, Floote.”